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He hurriedly went back to his notebook, erasing and rewriting stuff. He definitely knew what he wrote. This kid is a lot smarter than he leads on. Sneaky little fox.

'So you suddenly know what it says now?' Jimin scolds him

'I remembered, hyung.' He pouts at his notebook, and it took a lot for me not to burst out in laughter as I watched Jimin rub his eyes in frustration

Within 10 minutes, he was all done, proudly showing me his homework.

'Here you go, hyung. I did it.' He beams

'You could have done that earlier.' Jimin tells him, but Yujin ignores him, jumping off his bed, and taking my hand. His soft little hands grabbed on mine, pulling me lightly.

'Come with me, noona. You promised.'

'Okay, okay. I'm coming.' I laughed, following after him as he dragged me out of the room and to his own

'Yujin!' Jimin called after him with Yujin only giggling mischievously as he ran away

'Look, noona. Taehyung hyung showed me how to play.' He grabbed his nintendo switch and started playing some random game. I forgot for a moment that Jimin is friends with Taehyung

'Do you wanna try?' He offers it to me

'Oh, it's okay. I don't know how.' I smile at the kid

'I'll show you, noona. You press here and then here, and when he jumps....' he kept explaining to me, getting all excited

I looked up as I felt Jimin's eyes on me and saw him smiling lightly at us, leaning on the doorframe with his arms crossed.

'Yujin, it's time to get yourself in the bath. Leave noona alone.' Jimin let him play around for quite a while before telling him off

'You're just mean because noona is hanging out with me and not you.' Yujin is also a sassy little shit, but that was not supposed to be as funny as it was.

'This is all Jungkook's fault.' Jimin explains. 'He's been teaching him nonsense.'

'Noona, are you hyung's girlfriend?' He looks up at me with those cute, big, doll-like eyes. Sidenote: Kids ask awful questions at times

'Yujin, come on. Bath time. Or you'll be going to bed all stinky.' Jimin cuts in quickly

'I don't wanna be stinky.' He whines. At least it's not hard to switch the subject with him. He ran off out the door in a second, almost running under Jimin.

'Sorry. Again, Jungkook's fault.' He was a full blushing mess, or rather, his usual self.

'It's okay.' I chuckle, getting out of the room myself. 'I should probably get goint anyway. I've been here too long.'

'I'll walk you back home. Just in case.'

'Jimin, I'm going to be okay. Really.' I smile. 'Besides, the little one might blow up a house for fun while you're gone.'

'I would argue if you weren't absolutely right.' He admits his defeat

'I'll... uh... return this when I wash it.' I look down, tugging on the shirt I'm wearing

'Don't worry about it.' He mumbles

'Ah, there he is.' I giggle

'Hmm? Who?' He looks up in confusion

'The Jimin I know. Shy one.' I smile at the familiar sight of those pink cheeks. He's beyond adorable. 'I was worried for a second there.'

'No need to call me out like that.' He almost pouted. Yep. Yujin is definitely his brother.

'It wasn't a bad thing. You're cute.' Aaaand I just made it so much worse. I was not supposed to say that out loud. He went from light pink to tomato red. I'm such an idiot.
'I'm just gonna...' I gesture to the door, slowly sliding past him

'Uh.. yeah. Sure.' He fumbled over his words as well as I got on picking up my things. I took my bloody shirt and kind of rushed to the front door

'Thank you. For everything. And I'm sorry for everything, too.'

I did not expect a flick on the nose. That took me by surprise.
'I thought I told you not to apologize.'

'Sorry.' I brushed my nose, mumbling the words under my breath. Seems we switched roles once again

I was about to walk out when he stopped me by tugging on my shirt lightly, making me turn back. 'Your phone. Give me your phone.'

I placed my phone in his hand, not completely sure where he's going with this. But I figured it out quickly when I saw him typing a number.

'Please, if anything happens, just... call me. Even if you just need to sit in silence with someone. Okay?' He gave my phone back to me, barely even looking at me

'Okay.' I felt my cheeks heating up slowly, so I figured I'd run while I can. He gave me his number.

This is definitely not where I saw this day going. So much happened in the span of a few hours. But he made it better. At least until I get home.

Fuck.